Tearing at the Seams

Well, did you think that I would break Underneath the pressure in here? And now the heart, if not to feel Is a wandering waste in the driest land And from these heights of these hills There's a funny thing no one else can see A love, a love on a stage With a young child's eyes It happens all wrong and only Half of it's seen from here Where's all the time gone? On separate waves it runs long A hundred miles built upon us It's tearing at the seams of all that's been It's tearing at the seams of all that's been I'll wait, is this a [?] Or am I walking into the sand? Now these lies will spread Until we're choking on the innocent Well, half of us tied and Half of us in chains We'll cover our eyes and We'll cover our mouths just the same Where has the time gone? In separate ways it's running long A hundred miles built upon us It's tearing at the seams of all that's been It's tearing at the seams of all that's been It's tearing at the seams of all that's been They're gonna have to drag us away They're gonna have to drag us away They're gonna have to drag us away They're gonna have to drag us away They're gonna have to drag us away They're gonna have to drag us away They're gonna have to drag us away They're gonna have to drag us! They're gonna have to drag us! They're gonna have to drag us away